Great Joy to the New

Joy, health, love and peace

Be all here in this place

By your leave, we will sing

Concerning our king

Our king is well dressed

In silks of the best

In ribbons so rare

No king can compare

We have travelled many miles,

Over hedges and stiles

In search of our king,

Unto you we bring

Old Christmas is past

Twelfth Night is the last

And we bid you adieu

Great joy to the new.

My favourite carol - an English folksong - about the wren, king of the birds.

Joy, health, love and peace to you all, now and always.